This is freaky. I was literally JUST thinking about this based on a post I just read about Peace, and I picture myself with enormous patience for my mother, having a conversation that we need to have and accepting that she’ll never see my side and it’s ok that she’s wrong (she really is, she just thinks I’m not telling the truth about something). So, peace is accepting things as they are, not what we think they should be and part of that is letting my mother be wrong. What an amazing message from the universe. Thank you.